| Now, now is the time
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| Time to reckon
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| Time to beckon, be surprised
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| Like a letter
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| I just sent it, please return it, just forget it
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| When we live the life we live
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| It’s never ours completely
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| Not completely
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| Like a movie, like a style, please return it, please return it
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| Like a favor, like a glance, please return it, please return it
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| 8, 8 is the hour
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| Hour of our trials, ours too sickening to live
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| Please return it
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| Put it back, I take it back, I can burn it
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| When you let me live my life
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| You didn’t do it completely but you were discreet
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| Like the year I spent comparing me to you, please return it
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| Like a servant, like a sewer, please return it, please return it
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| There’s an «upside» -- there has to be an «upside»
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| There’s an «upside» -- there has to be an «upside»
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| There’s an «upside»
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| When you took me by surprise
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| That’s half the fun of everything
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| Do you miss the point like I do?
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| In the certainty of friendships you can ask
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| Please return it
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| Bring the balance back to you
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| In returning
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| There’s an «upside» -- there has to be an «upside»
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| There’s an «upside» -- there has to be an «upside»
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| There’s an «upside» -- there has to be an «upside» |